The road to recovery: an exceedingly rare Debajo Dos update

I have some friends who are all siblings, whose dad likes to buy bagels in bulk.

He’ll walk a couple of blocks over to his go-to bagel spot in Park Slope, and buy them out of whatever flavor he’s feeling on that particular day. Then, what he doesn’t eat immediately, he bags up and tosses in the freezer.

Whether it’s the water, the craftsmanship, or the hype and accompanying placebo effect, New York bagels are universally considered to be the best around. And what makes them so great is that they are at once firm on the outside, but incredibly soft and chewy once you’ve bitten in.

To put a bagel in the freezer is to invite frostbite and other subtler alterations to its various textures and mouth-feels. So why would my friends’ old man–a bagel aficionado who is as discerning with his choice in lox and schmears as they come–purposefully degrade his surplus bagels that way?

Because he’s privy to a trait of all physical matter that few are: things can be reconstituted.

And just like this ingenuitive Brooklynite reconstitutes his week-old bagels by toasting them–generally a no-no in New York bagel etiquette–I intend to reconstitute the bone-shards of my left foot by lifting weights and playing basketball.

After resting it for over a month and a half, my damaged hoof is feeling much better, and though I probably could resume Debajo Dos training at this point, I’m choosing to look at the bigger picture.

The longer I avoid weight-bearing activity, the more powerful I will grow. So I’ve made it a daily habit to hobble to the gym, where I alternate between exercising glamour muscles, riding a stationary bicycle for minutes on end, and venturing down to the basketball court to practice drawing charges.

Paul Snyder

Meme-disparager, avid jogger, MS Paint artist, friend of Scott Olberding, Citius Mag staff writer based in Flagstaff. Supplying baseless opinions, lukewarm takes, and vaguely running-related content. Once witnessed televison's Michael Rapaport cut a line of 30 people to get a slice of pizza at John's on Bleeker at 4am. You can follow Paul on Twitter at @DanielDingus.